A/N: For real, I think that my story looks better if you change the format. So at the top right side of the story could you make it ½? Cause it looks stupid on full. OH AND PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW.

The days drug on slow. When I was with John the days seemed to pass so quickly, and now that he was gone it was like the days couldn't get any longer. I sighed as I forced myself to get out of bed. I didn't want to go to school, but I knew I had to. I took a long hot shower, straightened my hair and put on a light shade of green eye shadow to match the green long sleeve shirt I was going to be wearing.

Even though it was almost summer time, the air was still cold in Germany. I grabbed my jacket and headed out the door. I knew I was going to have to see Kevin. Though I didn't mind, I didn't want him to think I wanted a shoulder to cry on. I didn't want him to see how vulnerable I was without John.

I walked into the classroom, I had to have been 10 or 20 minutes late.

"It's nice of you to join us Miss Curtis" Mrs. Thompson said, as she looked up from her desk. She was obviously grading papers.

"Yeah, I tried to be on time." I rolled my eyes as I sat down in my usual spot, right back corner next to Kevin.

"Hey," Kevin smiled, it was hard not to smile when he did.

"Hey" I gave a week smile as I ran my fingers though my hair.
"How are you holding up?" He asked, I had told him about John leaving a few days ago.

"I don't want to talk about it" I whispered, I felt a burning sensation hit my eyes as a few tears fell down my face. It had only been one week, and it felt like an eternity.

Kevin didn't say anything; he just turned back around in his seat and began to write on his paper. I stared out the window for the longest time before I heard a sharp voice in front of me.

"Savannah" My teacher said, sliding a piece of paper onto my desk.

"This is you're class work. Do it" Her eyes narrowed in a rude manner.

"Fine" I said, picking up my pencil and began to solve the algebraic equations. I was done in about 5 minutes while the other kids were still on the 3rd problem. "HERE!" I shouted, I wasn't going to get up, and if I was going to have an attitude then I was.

Mrs. Thompson's face hardened, she stood up and walked over to me, yanking the paper off my desk. "Don't get an attitude with me Miss Curtis" She turned and in a second she was in the front of the room. I heard a few giggles from across the room, but I ignored them.

I thought school was never going to be over, and when it was all I wanted to do was go home. I didn't want to stop and talk to Kevin. I just wanted to curl up and cry.

"Savannah!" I heard familiar voice come from behind me. I didn't want to turn around, all I wanted to do was pretend I couldn't hear him and walk on.

"Yeah" I turned around; my body forsakes my mind and forced me to turn.

"Do you want to hang out this weekend? You still owe me" Kevin's smiled was contagious but right now, I wasn't in the mood.

"Yeah, I guess Kevin. What do you want to do?" I felt bad that I had ditched Kevin for almost 3 weekends in a row, but it was for John.

"Well, we could go up to the city, and explore Germany" He smiled; his lanky fingers ran though his hair.

"Alright, but on one condition" I said, walking closer to him.

"What?"

"Tell me why you and John don't get along" I narrowed my eyes, staring down at him in the most intimidating way that I could.

Kevin let out a deep sigh, I knew it was a rough subject for him but he knew everything about me and it was only fair for me to know about him.

"John knew my brother, Stephen. We were all really close, you can ask John he knows everything about me. But anyways, John and Stephen were battle buddies and on their first tour of Iraq and my brother got shot." Kevin looked away from me and up into the sky. "My brother died, John didn't" he then looked at me again, his eyes red; ready to break into tears.

"It's not John's fault"

"I know, but it wont ever be the same again" he looked at me, and placed a hand on my arm. "John will be fine" He assured me, but now knowing that story I was in disbelief of John being okay.

"Ill see you tomorrow" I said, walking away and heading back to my house. I didn't want to talk to anyone, I just wanted to sit down and write John the letter that I promise him.

When I arrived home, my fathers car was surprisingly in the driveway, along with an unfamiliar one. I walked into the house, an odd smell hit my nose.

"Dad?" I asked, but was answered with the loud laugh of a woman. It was familiar sound, that brought me back ages.

"Little Savannah!" That's when I saw the familiar face. Aunt Sarah. My dad's dearest little sister. I loved her, she would always make me feel better when I was sad, so this was perfect timing.

"Aunt Sarah!" I screamed, running my fingers though my hair before running to her and hugging her. She always smelt like coffee and smoke, and she was the coolest aunt out there.

I turned the kitchen corner to see my dad sitting at the kitchen table, his head facing down. I knew something was up, Aunt Sarah only comes around when needed.

"Wait, whats going on?" I let go of her, walked over to across my dad and sat down.

My dad was silent for a moment, before looking up at me. I didn't know what to think, but my heart sank lower into my chest than it did before. I knew whatever happened, it was going to be okay because Aunt Sarah was here.

"Savannah" My dad spoke, his voice strong and husky.

"Yeah?" I looked, I felt like crying. I wished someone would just tell me what was going.

"Look, Savy. I'm going to be leaving" I knew as soon as he said Savy that he was going to be going to war. He only called me that when he was leaving.

"What?!" I stood up, tears in my eyes. "You can't leave. John just left, and now you?" My face was hot now, covered in tears. "No, no, no, no, no. You're not leaving" I pushed my chair in and walked into the kitchen, trying to ignore the situation.

"Savannah" My aunt walked over to me, wrapping me into a hug. Her blonde curls draping over me. "It's going to be okay. Ill be here with you" she held me for a moment. I was so lost in the tears I could barley speak.

"But…i..love…you…daddy" I managed to breathe out, I ran over to him. I could feel his huge bare arms wrap around me and hug me tightly.

"Baby girl, its going to be okay. I'm going into Echo company, John's company" He let go of me, wiping the tears from my face.

"Make sure John comes out alive. You too…please don't die. Don't let John die. Please, both of you" I cried, hitting his chest with my hand. He didn't flinch.

"I will Savannah, I will"

My dad left the next morning, I cooked him breakfast and helped him pack his things. It was hard letting go of another loved one but I knew that I was going to be okay with Aunt Sarah here. I walked outside to see her smoking one of her long Virginia Slims and eating a bagel. I sat down across from her and gave a half hearted smile.

"So…" I ran my fingers though my hair unsure what to talk about.

"So, this John boy…" My face lit up just thinking about him. "Tell me about him" She took a long puff of a cigarette and smirked at me.

"Well, what do you want to know?" I asked, if I had just blurted out then I would sound like a fool.

"What's he like? What does he look like? Things like that" Sarah flicked her ashes, letting them hit the blades of the grass.

"Well, his name is John." I laughed as I began to think of ways to describe him. "He has Brown hair, blue eyes, he always smells like smoke and cherries because is favorite food is cherries." I blushed as I thought about him. "He intoxicates me Aunt Sarah" I smiled, she could tell I was in love.

"And you love him?"

"More than anything in the entire world" I smiled, thinking about him, dreaming of the day I would get to see him again.

"I can tell, its written all over your face" Aunt Sarah laughed as she put her cigarette out. "Have you written yet?" she stood up and headed in side.

"No."

"Have you gotten a letter?" She asked, walking into the kitchen and opening the freezer then pulled out some frozen cookies.

"I haven't checked the mail! Ill go now!" I ran out the door and to the mail. My heart skipped a beat when I saw a letter from John. I squealed, running inside and sitting down at the table.

"He sent one, he sent one" I smiled, ripping it open and slowly unfolding the letter.

Dear Savannah,

I just arrived in Bagdad, and I can't tell you where exactly I am but I will receive you're letters. Being here surrounded by men reminds me how much I miss you. I miss you so much it hurts. Tell me about everything that's going on in you're life now. I really want to know, keep me updated. You're dad should be arriving here in about 2 days, ill look out for him. Savannah, I love you. Don't ever change. Oh, and please send me pictures, I'd love to have some of you, and some of us.

Love, John

My heart skipped a beat, even though a letter I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. I smiled, a tear almost came to my eyes. Aunt Sarah was putting the frozen cookies in the oven when I stood up and smiled.

"I don't know what to say, The only letters I have written are to my dad…" I ran my fingers though my hair and sat up on the counter.

"Hmmm, hold on" Aunt Sarah ran to the back and came back with a piece of notebook paper and a pen. "Alright, Let me read it baby girl" She smiled handing me the pen and paper and taking his letter.

"I miss you, Tell me everything, Oh, hey your dad will be there in two days…" She smiled, handing me the paper back. "That's good to know"

"Alright, well what do I say?" I jumped off the counter and sat down at the kitchen table.

"Tell him what he wants to know. I learned a long time ago, writing to your father. That don't add you're issues. They have enough being over there in Iraq being shot at. I remember one time, grandma had written you're father, and she put in how she thought she had cancer, and well you're father asked for leave and got it granted and when he came back she was fine. So, lets keep issues out"

I laughed a little, thinking about Grandma being paranoid. She was old now, and lived in a small house in Georgia, but she was the best Grandma ever.

"Okay, now go away" I smiled shoeing her into the kitchen.

Dear John,

I'm glad you arrived in Bagdad safely. Every day that passes, I miss you more and more and I dream of the day you come home. These six months will be over before we know it. I'll be 17 when you get back, and I figured out that I will be graduated by then and ill be going to Germany Jr. Collage just 5 minutes down the road. I'm excited for you to come back, I miss you so much. I love you John Tyree, and I want you to be safe. Look after my dad, because I know he will be looking after you. I won't change, and ill send some pictures. I love you, so much.

Love Savannah 3

I folded it up and shoved it into the envelope, I ran to my room grabbing a few Polaroid's of me and some of John and I. I ran back and shoved them in there. I put the letter in the mail and prayed it got there soon.

When I walked back into the house I could smell the sent of fresh unfrozen cookies. Just the way Aunt Sarah made them. I smiled, walking into the kitchen to see her pulling the cookies out of the oven.

"They are a little hot, so be careful" She dropped the tray on the counter and smiled. "Did you send pictures?" she asked as she took the cookies off the trey and put them on a plate.

"Yeah, I did. I put the ones off me, and some of the ones of John and I that he asked for." I picked up a cookie, blowing my breath on it to cool it off then took a bite.

"Have you guys had sex yet?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. I told Aunt Sarah everything, but this was really personal and I was scared of what she was going to say.

"Well…yeah" I mumbled, turning away and taking a bite of my cookie.

"Did you use protection?" Her voice was low and disappointed, but I knew she would forgive me.

I was quiet for a moment, hoping she would catch the hint. I think she knew what I was going to say and just wanted me to fess up and tell her myself.

"No…"